Wednesday, 4 December 2013

Looking Behind

Looking behind,
have you ever felt ...

The way stars twinkle,
and our skins wrinkle,
after years of carrying,
the memories we create ...

The way sun light,
pours through the broken window,
and the moment when you know,
it's the end of our one last night ...

The way these days,
pass me by,
no matter how hard we try,
to stop them from leaving us behind ...

The way those nights,
came to haunt me, to taunt me,
with all the thoughts,
where you still exist ...

And the way rain drops,
pierced my skin,
when standing beyond the glass pane,
I watched you leave again ...

have you ever felt,
the way I miss you? 

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